106: C106 They Were Not Worthy to Use Their Swords

C106 They Were Not Worthy to Use Their Swords

All of this happened within two seconds. Everyone realized that Ye Feng was not only a martial arts expert, but also a legend of the sword!

The realm of the Sword Dao did not advance like the Martial Dao. It depended on the comprehension ability of the martial artist, and the ability to use the sword to judge.

And a Having Sword Stage expert could easily kill an existence of the same level, or even higher!

"Stop, I admit defeat!" Lu Tian was sweating profusely. Before he could even use his full strength, he had already been forced to a corner by his opponent.

Ye Feng did not really want to kill him. After all, he had the support of Soul Empire behind him! The seven sword Qis suddenly deviated from their path and cut off seven of Lu Tian's meridians. Then, they slowly disappeared!

Bang ~ Lu Tian knelt on one knee on the ground. He held his sword with one hand, and his robe had already been torn apart. Blood was dripping out from the seven wounds!

Although he had suffered quite a big injury, as long as he had enough Medicine Pill, he would be able to recover within three hours!

"You are not worthy for me to draw my sword!" Ye Feng straightened his body proudly, and his tone was cold.

Hiss ~ People kept breathing in cold air, as if the wound had pierced their own body.

Although they were fighting in other places, they were not as decisive and vicious as in this place! If Ye Feng were to kill, no one would be able to walk out of the martial arts field alive!

Demon!

"Look, let me tell you! Just three moves!" Ziyan playfully stretched out her hand. Those senior ministers revealed bitter faces and unwillingly threw out a few Soul Stone Cards.

Just now, she had made these bets, but in the end, these ministers all lost miserably!

"Lord State Teacher, your eyesight is really good. It seems like Ye Feng is a talent that can be molded!" Someone flattered.

Cai Wen nodded and said, "I really want to take him as my disciple, but now it seems that there is someone even more terrifying than me behind him!

After all, I don't have the ability to teach a Having Sword Stage Sword Dao expert! "

Sword Tao Master was already scarce. There were only a hundred or so Having Sword Stage warriors like Lu Tian who could follow the heart realm in a hundred thousand people, and Having Sword Stage warriors were even rarer!

Ye Feng, Ye Feng, who the hell are you? Deep in Cai Wen's eyes, there was a trace of fear.

With the talent that he had shown now, it was very likely that he would change the structure of the Lanze Continent in the future!

Even Earth Soul Stage Expert was shocked!

"Alright!" At the same time, Feiyu from the Alchemist Association cheered loudly. Xueli and Jing Xiao were frightened. If Ye Feng had attacked that day, they would have died under his sword!

"Jing Xiao, you said this monster. It's fine that his talent in alchemy is terrifying, but why is his martial arts also so powerful?" Xueli curled her lips and said with resentment.

Jing Xiao's face had a sweet smile, and said, "Maybe, he was born strong! It's just that he's a little too young. He suits me quite well!"

Huh? Xueli gave her a fierce look. She felt even more depressed in her heart!

As the representative of the Soul Heavenly Sect, Xiao Yann also had an agreement with Ye Feng about the Kunlun skill. Naturally, he could not bear to see how powerful the other party was!

Cracks had already appeared on the teacup in his hand. He gritted his teeth and said, "Three years. What kind of extent will you grow to? Don't worry, I'm not weak either!"

As soon as Ye Feng stood on the battlefield, the people below all retreated. Now, no one dared to challenge him anymore!

After swallowing two Qi Gathering Pill, he raised his head and looked up. Those were all experts fighting one against three. Not a single one of them was weak!

"I want to challenge the 35th person, Ghost Hand Zhou Wenhao!"

The discussions were loud, but this time, no one dared to easily say that Ye Feng would lose!

"Ghost Hand Zhou, a perfect Profound Soul Stage Minor Heavenly Grade expert who once killed three people of the same level. Do you think he will win this time?"1

"It's hard to say. One is an expert who cultivates both sword and martial arts, and the other has been famous for a long time. This battle is going to be interesting!"

Keran, who was ranked 36th, revealed a puzzled expression because the 35th person was right next to her.

"What is this kid trying to do? Ghost Hand Zhou is not someone to be trifled with!" Keran muttered. For some reason, her attention was completely attracted by this boy!

Perhaps it was because of his terrifying talent! Keran consoled herself.

In fact, Ye Feng planned to have a conservative position first, then slowly study the powerhouses of the upper class.

Coincidentally, Keran appeared in his field of vision. This mysterious and unpredictable woman always gave him a very mysterious feeling.

He wanted to get close, but he also felt that it was very dangerous!

Following the staircase up to the sixth floor, countless experts were fighting on their respective Martial Stages. However, none of this had anything to do with him!

His goal was the flying weapon, the Wind and Lightning Wings!

When he passed by Keran, Ye Feng suddenly smiled at her. He was like a big boy leading the way and said, "We meet again!"

In a flash!

Keran was stunned on the spot. The killer that day was indeed him! His cultivation base had actually stepped into the Profound Soul Stage! What a monster.

"Ye Feng, I have come to ask for your guidance!" Ye Feng cupped his fist and greeted.

Opposite him was a thin martial artist. His hands were long and powerful as he replied, "I do not deserve it. Young man's performance just now was indeed very surprising, but I will not hold back!"

"Then let's fight!"

Ye Feng took a step forward and his speed reached a terrifying 71m, approaching the limit!

The opponent called him Ghost Hand, so his speed was definitely not much slower than him. His hands moved like ghosts, and seven or eight claw shadows clawed at him!

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